Frisco Flo was just a typical gal, 

Frisco Flo was just a regular my-gal-Sal; 

Frisco Flo was just as sharp as a tack; 

Frisco Flo, for a fellow would give the shirt right off of her back. 



She knew the smallies and the biggies, the weak and the strong, 

A sinner, no beginner, at kicking the gong, 

But with it all, she always knew the right from the wrong. 

Love thy neighbor was her favorite song! 



Frisco Flo is up in heaven, I know, 

Here below, 

We love the memory of Frisco Flo. 

Though she's gone, we go on, 

Like a flame, we carry onward in the name of Frisco Flo!